This is a song about "Niagra falls"

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Issue that essential to solve is part of rap falls blind

Most commonly the one everybody falls for and believes

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Gettin sick in rickety stalls. so sick that he falls.

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Like licorice until it falls apart, views are christened,